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Cyanide Cherries
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Ongoing, First published Mar 17, 2017
Mature
Mature for language and graphic depictions of violence. Oh, and lots of gore.

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There's not much that's viewed as irredeemable by Sei Channigan. In the twelve years of her life, she's cheated, stolen, tricked and murdered those around her until no one but the Seven Tiers of Anasir remained. Raised as the Fourth Tier, Deceit, Sei knows better than most exactly what it means to be a liar.

But even a liar has their lines in the sand, and when one crosses them, there's going to be hell to pay.

For Sei, that line is war.

The Kingdom is being ripped apart, Anasir thrown into chaos. Two forces; two sides. Neither are good, neither are bad.

But that doesn't matter to someone who doesn't have morals.

She will kill them all, force the war to fall, allow peace to take its place.

Even if it means she dies in the process.

What worth does a liar's life have, after all?

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